Ever stalled doing things?
Calling back that good friend of yours. Finishing that long overdue book you have been reading since four months. Cooking a dish you have been meaning to for days. Parceling a gift for your parents. Start that daily exercise routine. Coming out of the jungle mode and cutting your nails. Language lessons. Decluttering your desktop folders. Putting away your old unused set of clothes. Start binging on the series you have been wanting to watch.
Having all the time in the world and still not finding time for certain things.
Stuck in a limbo?
Of late, I feel the same.
What do you do when you can’t help feeling a certain kind of way? There is no right or wrong to it. But you end up feeling helpless, at the mercy of your own will. I am realising that moving past a mistake is difficult. You know that’s the only way out of your misery. But you can’t seem to do it anyway. The feeling erupts unannounced, and leaves you disappointed over the progress you have made. Makes you feel that you’ll never move on. But you know you will move on. Just need to figure out how. Can’t be impossible, isn’t it?
I don’t talk much about you..I don’t like to. You are sparsely present in my life. Not in essence and yet hovering in back of my mind. Like salt is to a dish we can say. When I think about it I realize that you..you were a novelty episode. Something I didn’t stumble across before. That I couldn’t relate to from past. And so you struck me like a bolt. There or not, you arouse a whole new dimension of emotions inside me: unprecedented, inexpressible and immensely fervent. Could I talk of you a little less? Sure. Could I think of you a little lesser? No. What’s to become of me? Now that I am tinted in your hues.